Sweet Whispers

Sis leaned towards me, almost conspiratorially, quickly moving my hair away from my ear, her soft little cheek brushing mine, as she very quietly whispered "Mom, what can we play just the two of us?"

After a morning of rejections, when she first waved to me excitedly and then ignored me, choosing a favorite little friend over me during a special parent day at school, this was sweet music indeed.

It was the best game of Curious George at the Beach I've ever played!